Saturdays are my favorite. Grahm is home. We sleep in, eat terribly, and argue about who has to make the bed. (I always lose.) Here are some reasons why today is so sweet:
1. I'm finally working! Because the job search hasn't been panning out so far, I decided to turn myself into a freelance editor/writer. Editing isn't new to me (red pens are my homeboys), but freelancing is. Right now I'm working on a few manuscripts and loving it (the editing process not their books). I can already tell you're going to really start checking out all my spelling/grammar issues. I ensure you its all write, like mostly probbubly. (That was painful.)
As a freelancer, I've got to find my own work. I'm constantly trolling websites for people who need a proofreader or copyeditor. Sometimes I come across real gems like this one:
My name is Trevor and have about a 65 page ebook that I
have written that I need edited. I would like someone who
exels in grammer, punctuation and can maybe even through
there odd two sence in if needed as it is just a self help book
on how to get your ex gf back if she breaks up with you.
Poor Trevor. No wonder your girlfriend broke up with you; you spell worse than my dog. (We don't actually have one, but if we did he would be a spelling champ.) Trevor dear, you obviously have way too much time on your hands. I mean, really? What did you think was going to happen - your long lost lover would read your pages, riddled with errors, and come flying back into your arms? "Oh Trevor, you had me at Halloh."
I secretly want to give this to my ex-boyfriends to test out his methods. After all, I'm sure this guy really did his research. I wonder if there's a chapter in there entitled, "The Married Ex-Girlfriends: Time to Step Up your Game."
2. Yesterday I went shopping with my fabulous mother-in-law. She knows (too well) my obsession with Vera Bradley and took me to a fabulous sale. Everything was 40 percent off -- aka all the bags were screaming, "Jena, I really want to come home with you!" This is my new I'm-a-working-girl-now-without-an-office-so-I've-got-to-carry-my-computer-around-to-places-with-free-Wifi-and-free-refills-so-I-can-make-money-so-I-can-spend-money bag.
3. I got this sweet card in the mail yesterday from Molly, one of the best friends. It really made my day, especially when she corrected her own spelling mistake. (I've taught her well.) Isn't snail mail the greatest?
4. Tonight Grahm and I are going with his parents to the Thunder vs. Spurs game. It should be a blast. I may or may not have played basketball in high school, so I know a thing or two about the game. (Actually my knowledge of sports significantly decreased when I went to college and could no longer repeat everything I heard my dad say.)
I know what you're thinking... "Jena, you're 5'1''. Who in the name of Michael Jordan (he's one of the five NBA players I know) would let you play?" Well, my friends, I went to a Christian school. Basically if you could walk, you made the team. But don't worry, I was super good... like two points a game! I even tore my ACL. (This was God's way of telling me, 'You really weren't made for this, little one.')
Why yes, I did just go take a picture of my 2005 (I was only sixteen, sheeeesh!) yearbook. Judge away. At least I have proof.
Hope your Saturday is full of sweetness! Speaking of, I'm off to find me some more ice cream. This dinky pint just ain't cuttin' the mustard.